Please Love Me, Mr. George novel Chapter 885

After getting out of the car, the only light in the eyes only the headlights of the car and the candlelight coming from the castle gate, surrounded by boundless darkness as if it could be swallowed up at any time, the cold winter wind whistling past, candlelight jumping, it seems that the whole castle is shaking.

Through the doorway, a familiar figure could be seen standing in the lobby. The man, draped in a black cloak, was looking up at the portrait of Jesus on the wall, wondering what he was thinking.

Noticing our movement, the man turned his face, the moment the four eyes met, I frowned, some do not want to believe.

"Hank?" Did he lure me here on purpose?

A year has passed, he seems like a different person, the whole jaw crawled with green and black scruff, looks more manly.

"Finally, I see you again." Hank's voice was hoarse, and his eyes stared vacantly at my face, as if he was looking through me at another person.

I looked a little strange at him and asked, "You were captured too?"

"Hmph, naive." The woman laughed sarcastically, then said to the bodyguard behind her, "Go up, the doctor is waiting."

"It's all yours." Dropping these words at Hank, the woman joined her bodyguard and went upstairs.

Once they left, we were the only two left in the hall. The door behind us was closed by the maid, and it was much quieter without the north wind howling.

"Come with me." Hank said, and then walked up the other side of the stairs opposite to the bodyguard and them.

I was curious, but I followed obediently.

There are many rooms on the second floor, Hank led me down the corridor to the end before finally stopping, opening the room on the right and standing sideways, "This is your room, get some rest tonight."

I walked in with my feet up and looked around. The room was large, with candles lit on the walls and a large European-style bed directly across from it, with a laptop computer sitting next to it, which seemed out of place in the whole castle.

Hearing footsteps behind me, I immediately turned around and stopped Hank who was about to leave, "Wait!"

He was half a head taller than me, and the man's body was extra wide, and the shadow covered me almost completely, so that it made my movements look funny and ridiculous.

"Is there nothing you want to say?" I asked him, looking up.

Hank lowered his eyelids and looked at me condescendingly, without a hint of movement in his eyes, "What do you want me to say?"

It was irritating to ask knowingly, and I didn't understand why he had suddenly become cold, but I had to find out where the baby was.

I put my hand down and sighed, trying to be as calm as possible, "Why are you so familiar with the people here, where's the baby, where's Shaw and Steve? You don't seem to be in the least bit anxious."

Hank wrinkled his brow slightly and looked at the computer in the bedroom, "There's an update on the baby on there, stay here and you'll see it every day from now on."

I looked at him and then turned my head to the computer, and it looked like Hank had been in the know about the baby since the beginning.

There is suddenly so much resentment in the heart.

It's true that I put my life at risk for the sake of my children, but that doesn't take away the fact that I was worried about Hank's well-being.

I gritted my teeth, lowered my eyes, and muttered to myself, "Why did you do it?"

The atmosphere suddenly fell into silence, the house and the corridor quiet only the sound of candle flames being blown by the wind and jumping.

After a long time, Hank's voice rang out again, "You're tired, go to bed early."

"Hank!" I was furious and anxious, but I couldn't stay the one who was deliberately pretending to be deaf and dumb.

He walked straight out, his long legs didn't take more than a few steps to the entrance of the corridor, then turned around, walked into the first room on the left, closed the door, in one fell swoop, and didn't look back.